Prophecy Pioneers - Jihad Lyrics

You're all about to die
All hail Bluecifer
The Prophecy Pioneers
Abork al du deus
A mbin sandlando a dashna
Ba a hala diam
Ja a haalnya joporaf
Ra Ram Bha Dacha
Ram Balla Ram Dacha
Arm Bra Dasha Ashala
Prophecy Pioneers
Ahrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Hyah
Sick like a lobotomy
Quick like a robot
And we mystic like the number twenty-three
But I'm the Thirty-Three
Make you history
See the twitch in me
Like a glitch in me
But it sets me free
I am
My ways are a little unorthodox
A beast unleashed
I assure you, you don't want none
I burn hot as the motherf*cking sun
Fear nothing
I can defeat anyone
Smoking hybrid
Dark trap door
Read the tones like an AK
My words go straight to the f*cking dome
Chaotic
Diabolic
Hypnotic
Misanthropic
Chaotic
Diabolic
Hypnotic
Misanthropic
Prophecy Pioneer
The demons are here
Shift into gear
Swerve when I steer
Death follows near
Whatever
No matter I'm closer to God
Frontline Fighter in the Holy War
Jihad
Boil ya blood like a lightning rod
X-ray vision see through the facade
Victory imminent against all odds
Don't run stock
Got a modified Glock
Dishing out death like a blanket of small pox
Trigger flat face making bodies drop faster than the hands of a clock
Your time is up
You just met the Pistol Popper
AKA the Coughing Prophet
Sent with the option
To put dents in skulls often
DMT blast off like a rocket
Spaceship
Hammer cock it
Excavate an eye socket
Shots from the hip
Highly skilled with this shit
Going crazy on a tangent
Performing all this prophecy fulfilment
Energy flow make ya filaments vibrate
Busting domes like a firmament
Disintegrate
Buring homes like a hellfire
Incinerate
Sherlock Holmes couldn't invesigate
No one is safe
So dissapate the hate
Closed eyes, levitate
Smoke blow, elevate
Muzzle glow, eradicate
Mental grow, dialate
Earn a halo, Heaven's gate
Not even close
Not even Cleo could guess this fate
Slither like a snake
Soul sucker gonna take
Slaughter all the fakes
The Indigo Wendigo
Waging wars and Jihads
But will this Holy War bring me closer to God
Thy staff and thy rod comfort me
I bathed in the blood
For yea, though I walk through
The Shadow Of Death
I will fear no evil
For I am the Devil
Black magick
Got you under my spell
Will never change my ways
On the Highway to Hell
Kill
Tears from all my haters I'm soaking in
Bodies pile on my trail
I'm not always the reason
Studies of synchronicities
Notice the numerology
Lurking in the outskirts
Like the Headless Horseman
Tell me
Why are these demons always following me
Get them the f*ck away from me
They're always reaching out at me
So intrigued about history of hear say
Heresy
Can't you see all the different ways
That they're testing me
Pioneers
The Prophecy Pioneers